You are hidden from view
You don’t see me
I don’t see you
This makes me nervous,
You see
I know what you have done
Through history

The wars you’ve caused
The blood you’ve shed
Down so many streets
Rolling heads
Armies and power
Rows of stones
Crosses and flowers

Court jesters
And child molesters
Clowning around
Bishops and criers
Lingering liars
Towers and trials
All of the arrogant
Baying and praying
For a male child

****** horsemen
Hunting with hounds
We no longer want you
Around

Sean Hunt  May 5  2016

"Ah Ah Ah!! No no! put it back...
What did we say about taking something
that doesn't belong to us?"

"Ummm.. you said... you said you must not want a love
that you can't have"

"That's right.. okay so, hands in your pockets and..."

"But it's so sparkly and it feels lovely and it fits in my hands so perfectly... look!!"

"I know, I know but this one belongs to someone else.
I tell you what, let's go and eat some chocolate instead.
Remember what we said about eating chocolate ...?"

Yes I do.. it's exactly the same as love.. but with nuts"

"Exactly"

I want to be creative
Correction
I want to have amazing streaks of imagination fill me
Until they flow out onto paper
And I want that everyday
I want the world to inspire me
I want to paint the world in a new perspective
To share it with you

my father once told me
I am my mothers pawn
I never understood the game of chess
but I’ve always known the pawn
the first line of defense
easily defeated
sacrificed for the safety of the King and Queen
my father once told me
I am my mothers pawn
I stayed as far away as possible from pawn shops
never knowing my worth
such damaged goods
usually its relationships that make people insecure
for myself
it was growing up trying to figure out
if I am really my mothers pawn
what is my worth in the trade?

You said my name,
   so differently this time.

You spitted the three-word lie
   I'm too naive to believe—
   "I love you"

I sat in silence waiting
   for your next line,
   that I already knew
   on the back of my mind

"But, I'm sorry"

I should be the one
  who's feeling sorry—
  acted like I can turn your frozen heart
  into a golden one

You left me a question,
   I'm searching for the answer;

If love will never be enough, then what will?